fallen faces lined on cruel sidewalks
bodies sprawled against the walls.
one disappears, another takes its place,
forgotten under dirt, in man’s lost space.

fallen faces can’t find an honest home
to crawl in from the biting cold;
a hungry day still growls at night
and drunken screams can’t hide the fright.

fallen faces, count them one by one,
children grown with tortured folds.
it’s impossible to feel one’s soul
when a heart can’t find an ounce of hope.